Start Being a Vassal King Today - Chapter 197

[Chapter 197 Hope]

“The people of Beidi have attacked the city!”

The fire in the north is lit up, accompanied by the murmur of firecrackers.

Guo Tu listened carefully, and the smile in his eyes gradually became stronger.

At this time, the sky in the east was pale.

After a fierce battle in the middle of the night, it will be dawn.

“Soldiers, did you hear that? That is the horn of Beidi’s army’s attack. We will win soon. As long as Yanguan is smashed, from now on, what praises the court, what eight powerful families are just bullshit, and the Yuan family will be the real one.” You are the master.” Guo Tu shouted with abnormal excitement.

When the generals of the Yuan family heard the words, they all became energetic for a while.

After midnight, the south gate of Yanguan is still impregnable.

More than 20,000 of their soldiers fell before the city.

During the attack, the side defending the city naturally occupies a favorable location, and if it wants to win, it must have at least three times as many troops.

Up to now, their morale can’t help but feel a little low.

But now Guo Tu’s words immediately regained their confidence.

“Continue to attack the city!” Seeing the generals getting excited, Guo Tu took advantage of the situation and shouted.

Under his order, another wave of Yuan soldiers rushed to the city wall.

The fish-belly white in the sky was gradually replaced by golden light, and the earth was completely lit up.

At the south gate, the Yanguan soldiers ate in shifts. As soon as they climbed the city wall, they heard Yuan’s soldiers shouting to kill.

“Quick, quick, quick, return to your position.” Jiang Han’s face was scratched by a piece of gravel, leaving a bloodstain.

The sword in his hand was stained with blood. During the last charge, soldiers from the Yuan family had climbed up the city wall. After a fierce battle, they were driven down.

Now, these Yuan family soldiers rushed up again as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

“The log.”

“Fire oil.”

“Gravel.”

“Fire guns, hit that side.”

“…”

The shouts of the generals sounded again, and Jiang Han sprinted back and forth on the city wall, directing the defense.

In the fierce battle in the middle of the night, they suffered more than 3,000 casualties, and now the city walls are covered with blood.

But the Yuan family was not feeling well either. The corpses of their soldiers were piled up under the city wall, forming a slope like sandbags.

The city wall of Nancheng was not high in the first place, and these piles of corpses made it easier for the soldiers of the Yuan family to climb the wall.

And Guo Tu also meant to replace the ladder with the dead body.

Every time there was a charge, soldiers piled the corpses together.

The battle in the south city gradually became fierce, and the battle in the north gate gradually became bloody.

Relying on the advantages of bows and arrows, the people of Beidi threw arrow rain on the city wall wave after wave.

Under the continuous harassment of firecrackers and stone bullets, a large number of Yanguan soldiers were killed or injured.

“Let it go!”

“Let it go!”

“Let it go!”

“…” On the

city wall, Mo Yu’s voice was hoarse, and he continued to direct the firecrackers and archers to shoot at the Beidi soldiers under the city wall.

At the north gate, he concentrated 80% of his firearms, archers, rolling logs, kerosene and other defensive resources in order to deal with Beidi’s siege.

“General, the servants are coming up again.” A general pointed to Beidi soldiers who were walking forward slowly.

Mo Yu nodded solemnly.

Every Yanguan general can distinguish the difference between Beidi soldiers and servant soldiers.

They all know how the Beidi people fight.

So until now, Beidi people have died as servants, but they have died as real soldiers.

Because of this, seeing the corpses of Yanguan soldiers being carried down, he felt very distressed.

“Kill!”

Looking at the servants rushing towards him like a tide, Mo Yu drew out his saber and pointed it down the city.

For a while, arrows, stone bullets, gravel, and logs fell again.

outside the city.

Kutu stood at the end of the servant formation, looking anxiously at the top of the city.

The tenacity of Yanguan soldiers was beyond his imagination.

Now he seems to understand why the attack on Yanguan failed in the past ten years.

The city wall more than ten meters high made it very difficult for them to attack the city.

In the fierce battle in the middle of the night, half of the servants fell under the city wall.

And most importantly, he sees no hope of winning at all.

Tam and Charha are equally agitated.

This is their turnaround, if they don’t fight well, they will never have a chance to stand on the battlefield again.

“What should I do?” The two looked at Kutu.

Obviously, with this mere 30,000 people, it is impossible to touch the top of Yanguan City.

Just then, they suddenly heard heavy footsteps.

The three of them turned their heads and saw the soldiers of the Black Iron King’s Tent walking forward slowly and standing behind the servant soldiers.

Enke came forward on horseback.

Although he hoped to take down the city wall of Yanguan with only these servants, there is no doubt that this is an extravagant hope.

Now, he must join the soldiers of the Black Iron King’s Tent.

“The reputation of the Black Iron King’s Tent is here to fight. Even if there is only one person left in the King’s Tent, you must climb the wall for me.” Enke shouted, his eyes swept over the three of Kutu.

Kutu looked at Enke, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

He dismounted, picked up the scimitar and walked to the front of the servants.

Tam and Charha followed behind Kutu, also raising their scimitars.

Enke watched his father all the way, and at this moment he was suddenly relieved that his father was not a coward.

“Kill, take Yanguan, take Yanzhou, take the head of King Yan!” Kutu yelled.

Pointing the scimitar at the head of Yanguan City, he and Tam took the lead in rushing towards the wall of Yanguan City.

Kutu took the lead, and the morale of the soldiers of the Black Iron King’s Tent was greatly shaken.

They shouted and rushed after Kutu.

Mo Yu has been paying attention to the movements of Beidi’s army.

When he recognized the leader as Kutu, his expression was ugly.

He knew that next, they would face an extremely cruel fight.

The battle continued.

From morning to noon, and from noon to night.

Beidi people were repulsed again and again and rushed forward again and again.

The servants were all dead, and the soldiers of the Black Iron King’s Tent made up for the attack again.

The corpses under the city piled up higher and higher, and in the evening, Beidi people climbed up the city wall through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

“Dasong dog, die for me!” Charha propped the ladder on the corpse mountain and jumped onto the city wall.

The scimitar raised and chopped a Yanguan soldier to the ground.

Tam and Kutu also climbed up and led the soldiers to try to occupy an area for Beidi soldiers so that more Beidi soldiers could climb the city wall.

“Swish, swish…” Before

they could gain a firm foothold, a dense rain of arrows flew towards them.

Tam was hit by several arrows and fell to the ground.

“Tam.” Charha’s eyes were red.

With a yell, he raised his scimitar and rushed towards the Dasong soldiers.

But several spears pierced his body.

This group of Beidi people ascended the city wall and immediately attracted Mo Yu’s attention, so he naturally dispatched troops to block the gap.

The Yanguan soldiers still had an absolute advantage on the city wall. After a fight, the Beidi soldiers were killed and retreated again and again.

Tamm died and so did Charha.

While fighting with the Yanguan soldiers, Kutu looked at Mo Yu who was approaching.

Laughing miserably, he said: “It’s a pity, I don’t have the chance to kill King Yan with my own hands, but my promise has been fulfilled, I climbed the city wall, you can’t hold this Yan Pass, King Yan still has to die! ”

Go dream!” Mo Yu drew out his sword and stabbed at Kutu.

Kutu immediately raised his scimitar to resist, at this moment Mo Yu kicked Kutu in the stomach.

With a muffled grunt, Kutu fell from the city wall into the pile of corpses.

Mo Yu was about to jump down to fight, when suddenly an arrow hit him in the arm.

“Hiss…” Mo Yu cried out in pain.

“General, hurry up.” Seeing this, the generals immediately covered Mo Yu away.

It seemed that Kutu’s climb on the city wall inspired them, and more Beidi soldiers rushed towards the city wall.

Only this time, not only the Black Iron King’s Tent, but the other three King’s Tents mobilized their troops at the same time.

Mo Yu felt chills in his heart as he walked, and he didn’t know how long he could last.

At this moment, how much he wished that his father could stand on the city wall.

Night fell.

The battle at Yanguan was still going on, and in the middle of the night, a loud bang resounded through Yanguan.

Hearing this voice, the generals of Yanguan trembled in their hearts.

south gate.

Jiang Han struggled to get up from the ground.

Yuan’s soldiers detonated powder kegs under the city wall.

A section of the city wall collapsed in a huge explosion.

At this moment, his heart tugged together.

In the fierce battle day and night, almost 30% of the troops at the South Gate were killed or injured.

But he didn’t dare to ask Mo Yu for support, because he knew that the north gate was more difficult.

“Brothers, we have no way out. Yanguan is in our hands. Behind Yanguan is the people of Dasong. As far as your wives and daughters are concerned, we must not let Beidi people step through Yanguan. Today we will fight to the death here!” Jiang Han drew his sword.

Looking at the soldiers of the Yuan family pouring in from the gap in the city wall, he personally led the soldiers to rush up.

“Kill!” Yanguan soldiers followed.

Immediately, soldiers from both sides fought in a group at the gap in the city wall.

Outside the city, the corners of Guo Tu’s mouth rose.

He won, and the walls of Yanguan arrived. Although he lost 30,000 people, he still had more than 80,000 troops.

The Yanguan Forbidden Army who lost the protection of the city wall would definitely not be able to withstand his attack.

“The whole army is pressing!” Guo Tu said lightly.

Under his order, Yuan’s soldiers rushed to Yanguan.

At this time, the fighting became extremely cruel.

One by one, Yanguan soldiers fell under the swords of Yuan’s soldiers.

They are too few in number, often one person has to deal with two or three Yuan family soldiers.

But they did not break up, and the duty of guarding Yanguan made them unwilling to abandon this place.

The corpses piled higher and higher at the gap, and the darkness in the east was dispelled by the sunlight again.

Jiang Han was so tired that he was almost sluggish. He was lying on the wall at the gap, and a Yuan family soldier stabbed him with a spear.

Squinting his eyes, he let out a miserable laugh, ready to accept death.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a silver torrent on the western horizon.

He opened his eyes wide and rubbed them again.

That’s right, this is not an illusion, it is indeed a silver torrent.

“Yan Wang, Yan Wang…” Jiang Han’s mind was full of these two words.

At this moment, an inexplicable force suddenly erupted from his body, he turned sideways to dodge the Yuan’s soldier’s attack, and pierced the Yuan’s soldier’s body with his sword.

“The king of Yan is here, the king of Yan is here! We are saved.” Jiang Han shouted.

The Yanguan soldiers looked over one after another, and they saw it.

On the ground, under the morning glow, a silver army is slowly walking towards them.

There is hope for Yanguan.

(end of this chapter)